What to do if the Police or immigration Agents come to your Home

If the police or immigration agents come to your home, you do not have to let them in unless they have certain kinds of warrants. Ask the officer to slip the warrant under the door or hold it up to the window so you can inspect it.  A search warrant allows police to enter the address listed on the warrant, but officers can only search the areas and for the items listed.  An arrest warrant allows police to enter the home of the person listed on the warrant, if they believe the person is inside.  A warrant of removal /deportation l(ICE warrant) does not allow officers to enter a home without consent.

Even if officers have a warrant, you have the right to remain silent.  If you choose to speak to the officer, step outside and close the door.


You are in a Race

An excerpt of one Pastor Daniels’ recent sermons is now available to listen to on the Church’s YouTube page.  To purchase this sermon in its entirety please email us: friendshipmbchurch141@gmail.com.


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Living Life Dangerously

An excerpt of Pastor David Daniel’s recent sermon, “Living Life Dangerously,” is now available to listen to on the Church’s YouTube channel.  To purchase this sermon in its entirety please email us at friendshipmbchurch141@gmail.com.

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Failure! I failed! I messed up! No excuses, no explanations, it’s me right here, right now owning my mess. There is no one to blame. It is, what it is. Now where do I go from here? Quitting isn’t an option. So the only choice I have is to pick myself up, dust myself off, forgive myself, and keep moving forward.

I have focused so much on winning, that I forgot that there is much grace and beauty hidden in failure. Winners are not born the moment they win, they are born the moment they get knock down, and they make the choice to get up. Failure builds character and integrity. I have learned more from failure than I ever learned from succeeding. 

I used to think that failure meant the end, but I now know that failure is the beginning. What stops most people from pursuing their dreams is the fear of failure. I have failed so much, failure doesn’t bother me, so now I am free to be me. I am free to try new things, I am free to experience all the wonders of life. If I try something new and I fail, so what, it won’t be the first time, and it definitely won’t be the last time.



Trials and Tribulations

Sometimes life can be so brutal. People that you love can, will, and do betray you. You keep doing your best and yet it seems like you are just stuck. Unexplainable things happen for no apparent reason. Sometimes the fiery darts of the enemies seem to be coming at you so fast. These are the dark seasons of life.  The dark season doesn’t discriminate. All people experience times of utter despair. Some times life can get so hard, it feels like my soul is being massacred. It is in these moments, that we must remember that we are not without a hope, that we are not in this crisis by ourselves. Its important to have a relationship with Jesus. Its vital that you remember that yes Jesus said that He came so that we would have life and have it more abundantly. But He also said that in this life you will suffer, but be of good cheer for I have overcome the world. Church folks sometimes suffer from selective amnesia, they forget that longsuffering is a fruit of the spirit.  We love to here preaching about God is going to bless you, you are the seed of Abraham. All of that is wonderful and beautiful. However, we seem to forget that being a follower of Christ comes with a price, just like Jesus had to carry a cross, so do we.

When I am going thru the dark seasons of life, I find it helpful to constantly remind myself and the enemy about who I am.

I am God’s child. I am powerful and resilient.  I never give up, I never quit. I know who I am, and I know whose I am.  I am an amazing person.  I am great because I was created by Greatness.  I am a divine original.

So whether you love me or hate me, congratulate me or deny me, if I lose all I have and lose all I am, if you catch me in a moment of weakness, or see me in the deep dark abyss of depression, never make the mistake of counting me out. I will always rise again, I will always win. You can take everything I own, all the people I love, break my heart, abuse my emotions, manipulate my mind, or even kill my flesh, and I still will win, because the cards are forever in my favor, because I am God’s child. You can only do to me what my Father allows. Say what you want about me, but I will always be the Apple of my Father’s eyes, because when He sees me I am counted as righteous.  I do not claim myself to be righteous or with out sin, because we have all sin and come short.  However,  my acceptance of the gift God, manifested in the life, crucifixion, and resurrection of the only begotten son, Jesus The Christ, makes me righteous in the sight of God.  He died in my sin and now I live in His salvation. Washed in His Blood freed me from the god of this world and any power that he thought he had over me.


Revelation 3:14-18

There are a million and one things I want to talk about.  There are so many words that are begging to come out of me, yet I sit here silent.  I have been blessed with the ability to speak, I am not mute, yet I say nothing.  I am sitting here dying, my soul is shattered, heart battered, my pillow is wet with tears, yet I am silent. Why is my voice paralysed? Why do I have so much to say about what others should or should not do? I have a voice to speak on frivolous things. However, when it is time to speak on behalf of what’s right or noble, there is no utterance heard. I am a coward, I am not capable of stepping out from behind the mask. I claim I am authentic, but the truth be told, I am a phoney. I don’t even know who I am, so why do I judge others harshly for being brave enough to stand in their truth, naked as Adam in the Garden of Eden. True freedom from the fear that binds, that controls me, starts first by being brave enough to open my mouth, and break my silence.

I am a silent church.  I know what needs to be said, I know what needs to be done, but yet I am silent.  I am a building of silence, that houses thousands upon thousands of silent beings.   Where was I the night you was murder, the day that they raped you, stole your innocence, took your money, massacre your dreams, and left you for dead? I will tell you where I was at, I was right there having a revival. We had a good old time.  The spirit was high that day. A few even caught the Holy Ghost that night, one lady got so happy she nearly did a back flip off the pew. Let me tell you we got a big old offering that night. I knew what was happening, but I was afraid to speak on it. I didn’t want to stop the celebrations.  If I open my mouth and tell the truth my membership may dwindle.  I got to give the people what they want.  The truth isn’t popular. Talking about a bloody Savior and a hideous cross doesn’t sell well.  We reach more people being silent.  I know you are in pain, and it’s not fair what happen to you, but it will work itself out in the end.  Hey enough of this talk, how about you just comeback and visit me next Sunday, I know you will enjoy the choir.

Romans 12:2

One of the biggest problems we face as a people, is that we don’t know who we are, and we do not know who to turn to, to find the truth. Instead of seeking the Creator in our quest to find our identity,we have allowed society, our conditions, and the perceptions of others, inform us of who they think we are, and have accepted their versions of who they think we are as truth.

The problem with allowing the creation to define us, is that the creation is at best schizophrenic, and at its worse insane. One only has to watch a few minutes of reality t.v., or go on any social media platform and see the validity of the above statement. Better yet, listen to the people who are around you as they converse amongst themselves, or listen to the thoughts you think, and the words you speak.





We are unstable in all our ways because our foundation of who we are is built on the quicksand of creation, instead of being built on the steady secure rock of Jesus. Anything that is not built on the steady secure rock of Jesus will eventually crumble and fall.

The Bible teaches, that unless the Lord build the house, the laborers labor in vain. Do you understand that anything built by creation has to be constantly repaired? However, the things that are built by God, that hasn’t been contaminated by man, has never once needed repair. When have you ever heard that the moon or stars are broken, and in need of repair or be updated?  When has the earth ever gotten out of alignment as it spins in its orbits?